Layla’s POV:
“Rebecca! You mustn’t say stuff like that!” I let a little giggle escape my lips, being serious is just no what i do.
“What i can’t help it okay? Louis has been going off all the time of course i’m going to start thinking stuff!” Rebecca replied, she winked as she said it. Trust her, Louis starts to wonder off a few times and she starts to think ridiculou
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“Becca, think he’s probably busy with Harry and the others. Anyways i’ve got to go now mum will go mental i was supposed to be home 20 minutes ago!” Louis is in a band One Direction they was amazing and all so hot! Louis and Becca was my best mates, always there for me i seriously wouldn’t know where i was if it wasn’t for them. Louis and Becca had dated about twice but it didn’t work we was better as friends. Louis always joked around and was never serious, but then again all of us wasn’t except when it came to my mum. Everyone was serious around her, but everyone liked her. They don’t know the real her though...
“Okay bye, i’ll text you later,” Becca smiled and hugged me. I went to my house and put my key in the front door, turning it slowly as the thought of my mum reached my mind. I slowly opened the door and there she was with her hands on her hips and a horrible scowl across her face.
“Where have you been?!” she snapped. No hello, no how was your day, this was my mum all over.
“I had to do a quick Drama rehearsal for the show,” i bit my lip. I could see the anger rising in her eyes.
“You liar!! You were with your dad weren’t you?” she screamed. If this was a cartoon she’d be bright red, with smoke coming out of her ears.
“plea-” i begged but it was too late. Her hand rose, WACK against my cheek. My eyes filled with tears, i tried to blink them back raising a hand to my now burning cheek.
“Get upstairs right now! I will deal with you later!” she shouted, then stormed into the kitchen. I ran upstairs, closing my door and falling against it. I glanced over to the mirror to see my burning cheek with a white outline where he hand had been.
“Why does she always do this to me? Ever since dad left she’s done this, its like she paranoid!” i muttered to myself tears rolling uncontrollably down my cheeks, i flinched as they fell where she’d slapped me. I felt my phone go off, i grabbed it out of my jeans pocket. 2 new messages it read, i clicked open on the first one.
Becca xx: ‘hey how’d it go with your mum? :/ hope your okay! Xx’
Becca knew what my mum was like, so did Louis he lived next door so he saw. I can remember him sneaking in my window and cuddling my holding a block of tissues against my bleeding nose. I explained it all to him and he started crying, that was the first time he seen ever since he’s always comforted me and tried to protect me. I clicked the second message, as i felt a massive pain go through my cheek.
Swag masta Lou x: babe are you okay? Do you want me to come over?♥
I texted them both back trying to hold back the tears.
Becca xx: i’m fine it was a slap, why doesn’t she understand? :( xx
Swag masta Lou x: i’m okay, na don’t worry i’ll be fine thanks anyway :’) ♥
I chucked my phone on my bed and went to my wardrobe. I put on some black jeggins and blue long top, i scrapped my hair back into a messy bun. Going over to my mirror i stared at the reflection, my make up was running down my face, my cheek was still red and my lips bright red where i had been biting them. I wiped away the make up from my face and started applying more, eyeliner to hide the fact i’d been crying and powder to cover up the slap mark.
“you don’t need make up babe!” a voice spoke, i recognised it instantly, spinning around to be faced by Louis. I faked a laugh, he bit his bottom lip. “is that what she did?” he asked pointing at your cheek. I nodded a bit bitting my lip to hold back the tears. He didn’t say anything but hugged you tightly, the tears fell uncontrollably down your cheeks as he rubbed your back.
“Niall’s worried you know,” he spoke. I pulled away from the hug immediately, at the sound of his name.
“he has nothing to be worried about and anyway it’s not his problem!” i snapped back.
“Layla, he has every right to be worried. He heard the way your mum snapped at you on the phone when you stayed the night with me, Becca and the boys.” This hit me hard, Niall was just a friend well not even a friend. I had feelings for Niall, a lot of them but seeing the way he reacted when he heard my mum i decided to leave him alone. It was way to risky, he barely talked to me anyway!
